I wasn't worried that he would misunderstand me-I feared he might donate my father's kidney to some other person on a whim.

My heart was on fire-ache and tormented.

If I had known that the housekeeper would be reporting to Jack, I would never have gone home last night. But regrets were too late now.

Meanwhile.

With an outburst of fury. Jack called Michael and told him to donate the kidney to Pete's father.

Michael hesitated. "Mr. Monroe, Mrs. Monroe finds out about this, it might."

Jack, fueled by fury and on the verge of losing his grip on sanity, was not hearing any of the objections. "The kidney donation...